The Last of them

#THELASTOFTHEM
My grandfather was my father  figure. He understood providing for his family was something even bigger. His responsibilities he never dodged and every morning  he showed up faithfully on a job
He was that male role model for me, so I would know how a real man suppose to be. I watched him carefully growing up, so  I understand now just having any man is  not enough
He never did drugs or hung out at clubs
He always came home with snacks for his grands. He knew what to say and didn’t  even try to discipline  us with his hands
My  grandfather I constantly watched. I would watch him from the window standing on our couch. He would walk with his head down and I didn’t  know why, because I saw him as the best father figure in our little City of Overtown.
He  kept a roof over our heads and  food on the  table. Back then I didn’t understand to praise God just  for  keeping his body abled . He sacrificed his time and  I think about the days for us he sweat, even though my  siblings and I was such a mess.
He caught buses to and from work,  walked in bad weather, and at times extreme heat. Im so thankful the love he had for us was something deep Even though my grandmother could  barely see,  Im so glad she saw enough to always have him a hot plate. I guess she knew she had someone great. My grandfather,  the great man,  once in my life and now I can’t find another 1 like him in sight. For my grandfather’s dedicated ❤, I can only thank God. He was that 1 man I truly adored,  Oh how I wish, this world had more . My grandfather is now resting in peace. When I think about the lack of father figures, I can only weep. It like now, the light is dim  and I   can  only wonder  was my grandfather one of the last of them?